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Array ( [sid] => 115069 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => poem 19 [time] => 2006-02-19 23:39:33 [hometext] => [bodytext] => These cuts upon my wrists,
They continuously bleed,
As I drag the blade across to cause them.
The walls close in on me,
Surrounding me with their everlasting darkness.
I drag the blade across for many reasons.
People who try to bring me down,
They almost always succeed in doing so.
These wounds I have inflicted,
They itch and they burn.
What has this life come to when cutting,
Or suicide,
Seem to be the only answer?
This life I live is an endless joke,
It's an endless joke because of those who think it's rather funny.
So then,
How come I'm not laughing?
Both Death and his lovely bride the Snow Queen find it humourous though.
Where did I go wrong to have a life where one must endure pain,
On an almost constant basis?
So,
The question is:
Why am I here?
Or why am I even still alive?
My soul begs for sweet mercy,
And total forgiveness at the feet of the Snow Queen.
She refuses to give it to me,
As usual. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 308 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Lady_Ravyn_Bloodstone [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

poem 19

Contributed by Lady_Ravyn_Bloodstone on Sunday, 19th February 2006 @ 11:39:33 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

These cuts upon my wrists,
They continuously bleed,
As I drag the blade across to cause them.
The walls close in on me,
Surrounding me with their everlasting darkness.
I drag the blade across for many reasons.
People who try to bring me down,
They almost always succeed in doing so.
These wounds I have inflicted,
They itch and they burn.
What has this life come to when cutting,
Or suicide,
Seem to be the only answer?
This life I live is an endless joke,
It's an endless joke because of those who think it's rather funny.
So then,
How come I'm not laughing?
Both Death and his lovely bride the Snow Queen find it humourous though.
Where did I go wrong to have a life where one must endure pain,
On an almost constant basis?
So,
The question is:
Why am I here?
Or why am I even still alive?
My soul begs for sweet mercy,
And total forgiveness at the feet of the Snow Queen.
She refuses to give it to me,
As usual.

Copyright © Lady_Ravyn_Bloodstone ... [ 2006-02-19 23:39:33]
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Re: poem 19 (User Rating: 1 )
by frankcube on Monday, 20th February 2006 @ 04:18:29 AM AEST
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Both Death and his lovely bride the Snow Queen find it humourous though

I particularly enjoyed this line. It was very nice.

Please consider some my poetry too, if you have time. Thank you.

Re: poem 19 (User Rating: 1 )
by crazy on Monday, 27th February 2006 @ 07:25:56 PM AEST
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ok i dont know if this is your normal stuff.
but if its not then,i offer only thing i can jive you
i love this type of poems only because i know how it is to feel all alone im only 15 but i have went to a mental institution befor
and you know what i was a cutter and i tryed to kill my self twice.then this past x-mas i was goingto
but i asked for help and it was the hardest thing i have ever done
but now i feel better its still hard to come to terms why i was going to kill myself but with the help of many many people i have become a stronger person .
no longer do people reach my soft spots i have become a better person wiser and now i know what triggers my feelings

so your not the only one.if yuo need to talk pm me im here.

love the pem

Re: poem 19 (User Rating: 1 )
by ibelieve-dreamsonhorizon on Sunday, 28th May 2006 @ 11:22:53 AM AEST
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why dont you shout out " to hell with them - i defy" you'll feel more alive if not better

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